Harold:Marian...Madam Librarian...What can I do, my dear, to catch your earI love you madly, madly Madam Librarian...MarianHeaven help us if the library caught on fireAnd the Volunteer Hose BrigademenHad to whisper the news to Marian...Madam Librarian!What can I say, my dear, to make it clearI need you badly, badly, Madam Librarian...MarianIf I stumbled and I busted my what-you-may-call-itI could lie on your floor unnoticed'Till my body had turned to carrion....Madam Librarian.Now in the moonlight, a man could sing itIn the moonlightAnd a fellow would know that his darlingHad heard ev'ry word of his songWith the moonlight helping along.But when I try in here to tell you, dearI love you madly, madly, Madam Librarian...MarianIt's a long lost cause I can never winFor the civilized world accepts as unforgivable sinAny talking out loud with any librarianSuch as Marian.....Madam Librarian.